Job For A Cowboy Entombment Of A Machine
What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine.
It Breathes, It Will Bleed, And It Sleeps.
Its Body Is Covered In Hundreds Of Wires.
And The Mouth It Attempts To Speak
It Attempts to Speak.
Only Murmers
Collapse From it's Jaws.
And A World A World Without.
A World Without You
We'll Rise. The Dead Will Pride.
Breee Breee Beyond This Life Sucks Life.
Sleep Among us and Hesitate No More.
Entombment Of A Machine.
We Kneel And We Plead For No Mourning Ahead Of Us.
With Only Delayed Movements From it's Figure We All Begin To Strain.
Entombment Of A Machine.
Entombment Of A Machine.
What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine.
What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine.
My Legs Weaken At The Sight Of This Damaged Program.
This Program Kept You Breathing.
It Kept You Alive.
These Circuits Diffused Once More.
Its Body Is Covered In Hundreds Of Wires.
Only Murmurs Collapse From it's Jaws.
Entombment Of A Machine.
I Saw It Die.
